How Much Do Your Parents Still Drive you FUCKING CRAZY?!
Posted: May 19th, 2005, 3:39 pm
Okay, I am trying not to freak out here. I'm fucking trying not to freak out here. You know what, fuck it... I'll freak out! What the hell? Why does this crap keep happening? Why? Why? *gets hoarse* Cannot even begin to fathom the blatant lack of testicular virility (thank you governor-- Blagojevich wins at life now) within myself that has thrown me up against this wall of desecration again and again. Anihilation. Nihilism. Christ, where am I even going with this?! Will get to point. *puts hands on hips in exasperation*. Point: I am a fucking idiot who when faced with a difficult problem does not stop to think it out but runs and hides in self's own pants like a fucking hermit crab.
Reason why have needed to make point: Could not admit self's bad habits to parent who in turn found out anyway and now thinks that I am terrible lush who chain-smokes.... which is true but I didn't want HER to know! Now, while self is FUCKING TRYING TO MOVE, self is locked into a parental crossfire, and will probably not get the monetary assistance self was promised. Now... self is motherfucking SCREWED! *gets hoarse*. Mother will not acknowledge self's obvious progression in age and has therefore subsequently forced me into some sick kind of mental exile, and I'm too much of a chickenshit to tell her to piss off in manner of brass-balled mayoral and gubernatorial leaders of Illinois. Why oh why was I not born with balls? WHY? WHY? Why oh why did I have to become a sleazy artist, who incurs all the prerequisite bad habits as my predecesors have? Why? *continues to freak the fuck out* WHY??
--k
P.S I wanna know... does this shit happen to you? do your parents still make you feel 17 even though you're 62? Share, share.
Reason why have needed to make point: Could not admit self's bad habits to parent who in turn found out anyway and now thinks that I am terrible lush who chain-smokes.... which is true but I didn't want HER to know! Now, while self is FUCKING TRYING TO MOVE, self is locked into a parental crossfire, and will probably not get the monetary assistance self was promised. Now... self is motherfucking SCREWED! *gets hoarse*. Mother will not acknowledge self's obvious progression in age and has therefore subsequently forced me into some sick kind of mental exile, and I'm too much of a chickenshit to tell her to piss off in manner of brass-balled mayoral and gubernatorial leaders of Illinois. Why oh why was I not born with balls? WHY? WHY? Why oh why did I have to become a sleazy artist, who incurs all the prerequisite bad habits as my predecesors have? Why? *continues to freak the fuck out* WHY??
--k
P.S I wanna know... does this shit happen to you? do your parents still make you feel 17 even though you're 62? Share, share.